"What are you doing here?"
When Heaven turned her head and saw Silas approaching, her right brow raised. She cocked her head back, peeling her back from the wall, and standing straight. When Silas stood beside her, she spoke.
"I should be the one asking, director," she said. "What are you doing here when you should be with my husband?"
"True, but I don't want to create confusion." Silas shrugged, turning his head as he glanced at the packed function hall. "After all, there were occasions when having a look-alike wasn't convenient."
"I'm pretty sure my husband disagrees. Not that he cares."
He slid his eyes to the corner where she was. "For sure."
"You're still a director and an important person of the board," she continued, eyes on the people taking their seats as the ceremony began and the host started speaking again. "Your face shouldn't be that important. He can always clarify that."
